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The extremely fast ship has finally arrived at the border with South Korea!

Many Chinese registered warriors were filled with pride and their eyes were shining.

This is a feat!

Promote the prestige of my country and show the righteousness of my warriors!

......

Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed, his face was indifferent, and he shouted softly: "Let's go!"

Seventy registered warriors, passing through the ports of South Korea.

But...... Seventy registered war martial artists, this movement was so great that the entire port was shocked.

One after another, the news spread to Seoul, the capital of South Korea.

However, the speed of response at the top of South Korea is too slow.

Under the layers of communication, the news slowly spread to the South Korean president and Zhu Xizhen.

In just half an hour, Fang Cheng and other seventy registered war martial artists had already rushed to Chungcheongnam-do and Zhuning City!

A luxurious, expansive villa mansion.

Within a radius of 100 meters, there is only this huge villa.

The 20-meter-wide iron gate, the three-meter-high red brick wall, and the four-storey villa building show the monstrous power of the villa owner.

Under the dense population and narrow land conditions of South Korea, there are still spacious and luxurious mansions.

This, to call it a villa, is almost an insult.

This is the mansion.

Fang Cheng sneered and looked at a middle-aged man beside him: "It's been checked?Han Minzhi's home, is this villa mansion?"

The middle-aged man nodded, his eyes showing a cold light: "Mr. Fang, don't worry...... I used the political power of my family, and Han Minzhi's home is here. ”

"Good. ”

Fang Cheng nodded.

This middle-aged martial artist is one of the eight wealthy families of the imperial capital, and it is impossible for the information to be wrong.

So......

"Bang, bang!"

The twenty-five-meter-wide iron gate was knocked flying.

The iron door slammed down on the black crystal marble floor of the mansion.

The marble was smashed into several cracks.

Fang Cheng took the lead, followed by sixty-nine registered battle martial artists, and seventy people broke into the number one mansion in Zhuning City.

The housekeeper who guarded the door was already so frightened that he squatted on the ground and called the police.

The villa security door, the teak door after five centimeters, was kicked away by Fang Cheng.

At this moment, the South Korean top brass has already learned the news.

All the police forces in Zhuning City are dispatched!

High-level officials of Zhuning City, all of them are here!

The South Korean high-level was furious, and they had already learned the intention of these seventy registered war martial artists.

It's for a guy named Damon!

But the problem is that Dimon is not dead, and Damon's son is only in a coma.

This is a matter of letting seventy Chinese warriors wantonly invade the territory of South Korea?

Even if you are a registered war martial artist, if you want to be arrogant in South Korea, you can't do it.

Han Minzhi, Han Tianci father and son, even if they violate the law and discipline, they should be punished by Korean law, where is the turn of the Chinese people?

It's simply ...... Contempt for South Korea!

South Korean President Zhu Xizhen trembled with anger and smashed the exquisite lamps in the bedroom.

"Just a mere Chinese countryman? A mere sick man from East Asia, how dare you swagger in our Korean Heavenly Kingdom! How can we let you come and go freely!"

"I will definitely make you pay the price!"

"Definitely!"

Zhu Xizhen's eyes were full of coldness, planning one spicy and vicious strategy after another.

Inside the villa mansion.

Han Minzhi was wearing pajamas, hugging Han Tianci, angry and a little panicked.

Fang Cheng waved his hand indifferently: "Speak Chinese." ”

Chinese?

Han Minzhi was stunned.

In his early years, he went to study in China.

Moreover, if you control the film and television and media industries, you will often come into contact with Chinese people, after all, the Chinese market is the place with the highest efficiency and the best quality.

Therefore, Han Minzhi can speak Chinese.

"You are Chinese? Trespassing on people's houses, do you know that this is a capital crime in South Korea? ”

Fang Cheng smiled faintly and stared at Han Minzhi with interest:

"We are registered war martial artists in Huaguo. I heard that you are a professional-level martial artist, and we have seventy people here, twenty-six professional-level, what else do you want to say?"

"As for Korean law, don't mention it. The laws of South Korea do not control the heads of our registered warriors, let alone us Chinese. ”

Han Minzhi's heart was cold.

Register as a warrior!

The god of Korea is above, and if he knew this, he should have killed that!

There was regret flowing in his heart, but Han Minzhi was not panicked, and barely suppressed the anger in his heart, and said:

"This is South Korea, and your behavior will destroy the good friendship between our Korean Heavenly Kingdom and China in your eyes, and if you leave now, I can act as if nothing has happened. ”

"Also, I am a member of the South Korean National Assembly, and I know your Minister of Foreign Affairs of China, Mr. Lee, as long as I make a phone call, you will be punished by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of China. ”

Speaking of which, Han Minzhi was a little proud.

Chinese laws have always been friendly to foreigners and very harsh to locals.

As long as he makes a phone call, I believe that these people will be under the fair and impartial laws of Huaguo...... Go to jail.

Fang Cheng was stunned, a little speechless: "Your brain is broken?Registered War Martial Master, no country has the right to punish it, don't you know?"

In the end, Fang Cheng suddenly remembered the 'alien conspiracy theory' in South Korea.

It is reasonable that the South Korean parliamentarian in front of him, a professional-level martial artist, does not know the details of the registered war martial artist.

Han Minzhi frowned: "Okay...... What the hell are you trying to do? My son did make a mistake, but that should also be left to our Korean law. ”

Fang Cheng was a little impatient and asked, "How to deal with it." ”

Han Minzhi puffed up his chest, hugged Han Tianci, who was a little flustered and afraid, and said loudly:

"The Korean Law on the Protection of Minors stipulates that the punishment for minors cannot be punished, so it ...... On behalf of my son, I will pay a fine of 10 million won for violating the law. ”

"Haha, that's a funny joke. ”

Fang Cheng clapped his hands and sneered.

He couldn't hold back the killing intent in his heart: "Han Minzhi, right, you beat Damon until he coughed up blood, it's very good, it's good, then, you can also take my punch." ”

Fang Cheng's eyes were cold: "And your son, if you shoot my nephew, I will also shoot him back." ”

Han Minzhi was finally shocked, and in a hurry, he roared angrily:

"I'm a member of the South Korean parliament and an executive director of the four-star group! Are you crazy? Do you know who I am? Do you know that the consequences of this matter are already very serious, if you ...... again?"

Fang Cheng sneered, completely losing interest in talking.

A white sun rises!

White light enveloped the fist.

In the early morning, it shines brightly.

Han Minzhi's eyes showed a look of despair, and he shouted in a lost voice: "Possessed by the gods, you are a legendary powerhouse!"

"Boom!"

A cannon punch.

Han Minzhi's body trembled, and it seemed that he was about to fall backwards, but it seemed to freeze, like a picture scroll, floating on the ground.

Hitting people is like hanging a picture!

Fang Cheng's strength level can already be easily controlled to the smallest detail.

It was his all-out punch.

If you don't control the direction of the force, Han Minzhi will be cut in two in an instant.

This punch, simply counting the strength, has a terrifying mechanical damage of eight tons.

Han Minzhi vomited blood, and the blood was mixed with fragments of internal organs.

Maybe it was the return to the light, or maybe it was the tenacious physical quality of the professional level, he didn't die on the spot.

Coughing up blood, Han Minzhi's eyes were torn and his chest rose and fell weakly, wailing and shouting:

"Child, child, he is innocent!"

Fang Cheng took out the Desert Eagle that had been prepared a long time ago and aimed it at Han Tianci's head.

"Innocent? My nephew is even more innocent!"

！

Han Tianci, who was extremely panicked, suddenly burst into tears, and tears flowed down his little face: "Father, kill him quickly, ...... quickly"

"Bang. ”

The gunfire remembered, and Han Tianci's words stopped.

had to stop, because Han Tianci's head was directly blown up by the powerful force of the Desert Eagle.

Han Minzhi's eyes widened, and he wailed angrily:

"You ......"

After saying just one word, he died of rage.

The all-out punch of the first-level, professional-level invincible is not at all something that the early stage of the professional level can resist.

What's more, Han Minzhi has long since abandoned martial arts.